August 12, 1936-
     Working the last week on an article about Keller for the American Magazine of Art.
                                                                     August 26, 1936-
     It is terrible to carry one’s moral afflictions alone:
     To have a problem which you can divulge to no one; not even the ones nearest and dearest (to these least of all)
     There is no more tragic loneliness than this.
                                                              August 27, 1936 (Thursday)
     To Salamanca sketching- I had in mind doing a sketch of the roundhouse these from the hillside thru the trees. However, when I got there, the tree-screen was too dense to see much thru, and I gave it up. Dry as it has been here, there were numerous springs here that sent water down the bank. In them were growing hundreds of blue lobelia like caracts of blue on the parched hillside.
     Coming back to the car, I met a little old dried up woman laboriously making her way with the aid of a crutch. The traffic was rather heavy here, which caused her to complain of the difficulty of crossing the street. She begged a ride down town which I willingly gave her. I was rather drawn to her, but when I have her to her destination she asked for a dime for tea!
     The afternoon spent in a grove of tall slim trees on the side of a mountain in Alleghany State Park. First I ate